Chapter Nine

Waking up to find a very attractive man next to me is odd. It is never this way with Dragan. As a matter of fact, every time I wake up in his home he is never in the bed or he is sitting on the side of the bed watching me sleep. I wonder if I and Dragan were in a relationship how would it be. Personally, I would compare us to the Joker and Harley Quinn and I am not talking about the remake of them, but the classics. The crazy abusive relationship. What makes things even funnier, Dragan is not even allowed in my home. I have a human roommate who is the head of household on the lease and I compelled her to not invite Dragan in. As well as compelling her to barely be home, especially when mother nature calls. At least I compelling her has caused her to bond with her family more and travel a lot. Watching this man sleep is peaceful. There are no worries, just peace. I smirked when I brushed my hand across his face. Watching his nostrils flare with heavy breathing. The smell of bacon enters my room. Looks like my roommate is home. I get up slipping on some shorts. I follow the smell to the kitchen to find a short caramel woman cooking. Her hair was cut into a blunt bob. She turns around to greet me with a smile.

"Hey, there sleepy head."

"Good morning." I sit down at the barstool and bury my head in my arms.

"Get up sleepy head." She instantly hugs me, swaying us side to side. " I miss my friend.

Oh did I mention I also compelled her to be my best friend? Yes I know it's pathetic. "I am up." I sit up and she walks back over to the stove and grabs the pan of eggs. Placing the eggs next to the bacon on a plate.

"Eat."

"Not hungry Sam."

She pouts her mouth out like she is about to cry. I grab the fork and shove some eggs in my mouth.

"Happy now." The taste is repulsing. "I am not going to finish eating it."

"Ok, but where are you taking the plate.?" She smiles as she watches walking back to my room with the food. I force the food down. I was hoping I could spit it in the toilet but I guess not.

"I have a sleeping man in my room who will be waking up with a major hangover." I grinned.

Her face expression was priceless. I closed my door behind and set the plate on the nightstand. To be a smartass, I opened up the curtains, letting the sunshine take away any shadows that were present. I watch as Brandon shielded his eyes groaning.

"Wakey wakey sleepy head."

"What time is it?" He grabs the covers and pulls it over his head.

"I have no idea, but you need to get up."

"I don't want to."

"Come on Brandon, I don't even know you?" I snatched off the covers and threw them to the floor. He grabs me and pins me down to the bed. I shocked by his strength, he seems a little too strong for the average human.

"Then get to know me, Ana. I want to know you."

I just look at him. I want to know him but I can't. Dragan would not approve. Actually, he would slaughter this man and make me watch. My mind tells me to push him away but I can't. Something is drawing me to this man.

"Same here but I think it's best not to."

We were interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Sam. I get up to see what she wants. As soon as I open the door, she hands me a cup of orange juice and two aspirins.

"Thank you." I shut the door again and handed it to Brandon.

"Thanks, I really needed this."

"Do not thank me. Thank my roommate."

Quickly taking the medicine, I grab the plate and handed it to him. "Eat."

He did as he was told with no hesitation. Grabbing my cellphone inside the nightstand, I see thirty missed calls from Dragan and over a dozen threatening text messages. Great if anyone looks at my life they would consider me in an abusive relationship. I text him quickly, telling him do not worry and I am fine. Instantly he responded. He is going to kill me again. Well, his words are starving me to death after draining my body dry.